If You Stood In Line For A Supreme MetroCard You Are An Incredible Asshole
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Perhaps I’m getting old but this is the most nonsensical bullshit I’ve ever seen in the entirety of my life. Lines and barricades like it’s the fucking Beatles because Supreme was putting out some branded metrocards? Hear this and hear it clearly: if you got a Supreme metrocard except by accident then you are the biggest loser, sheep, dickhead, hypebeast, insuferable asshole who’s ever walked this earth. Fuck your vision.
I’ll admit, back in my day I anxiously waited to grab some Supreme gear. Sure, I had a few hats, even a faded box logo or two, but this is PREPOSTEROUS. I’m not even going to throw out the stipulation that “maybe I’m just old…” because that’s not it. It doesn’t apply here. I’m not old, I haven’t gotten uncool, you’re just all little shits. Supreme went from clothes to branding literally everything on earth. Went from some cool tshirts to goddamn ski goggles, padlocks, horrible Louis Vuitton luggage, ugly Jordans, ugly Uptempos, fanny packs, boxing gloves, and now fucking METRO CARDS. It’s insanity.
The saddest part of all of it is we’re gonna be haring about kids getting their heads taken off by subway cars, or being dragged away by packs of giant rats, because they saw one of these cards marinating in the shit water at a stop and decided to risk it all just to get their hands on one, so they could Instagram it. It’s pathetic and it makes me sick. Sick, I tell you! If you really wanted a Supreme metrocard and didn’t get one I bet you want to kill yourself right now, and you know what? You should do it. Do it right this second, you sad, sad little person.